Tag Archives: Freedom

I drop from the plateau stop, look and go on. It’s a thousand year itch but goes without a hitch no one will notice me escaping from captivity and then I’ll be free hopefully. Through every life that I live to sift and to sieve out the wheat from the chaff, sometimes to sit and…

Last night I fantasised that I was swallowed by your eyes, a dream it seems but oh how real to almost feel you feeding on me. Tell me who does not dream and I’ll show you an empty tomb. flesh and blood I am. And then I wake and have to shake my head set free…

Each must fulfill their own destiny or drown in the seas of a fantasy. Basically, because being base is what we know we’d all prefer the fantasy and for destiny to go. The oceans run red with the blood of the dead, fish fingers for supper tonight. I have drunk of the wine upon death…